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Chapter 394

Chapter 394 Eternal Night (Part 2)

The eyes of the old man from the Sky Tomb were incomparably abysmal, and he saw through the sky of the universe. He was suspended in the air, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and his eyes intersected with the palms of Yaowang Valley.

Pluto's palms were constantly trembling, and every tremor carried the energy that made the law retreat, and the power that shocked the world was spinning. In the tomb, the heart was beating loudly at that moment, as if it was about to be summoned by the palms.

Wake up.

The palm of the hand was attracted by the heart, trying to impact, and there was a hint of white frost covering the sky. At this time, the sky above Yaowang Valley was completely black.

Cold, desperate, ruthless...

The palms soared into the sky, which was destined to be an existence that no saint could stop. Several strong men in the sub-sage realm of Medicine King Valley vomited blood and fell to the ground with serious injuries when their palms broke out of the seal.

Everyone stood on the mountain, watching in shock and fear as the palms flew away, as if they felt that they had let go of a demon god who would one day harm the world.

The city of Xijing has become extremely cold, because it heralds the arrival of the palm, which makes the entire Nanhu Lake look pale with the sky tomb as the center. The world in late autumn is as awe-inspiring as the twelfth lunar month of winter.

A special wave emitted from the body of the old man in the Sky Tomb, which spread out and blocked his galloping palms in the air. He was trembling. However, under the extreme energy of the saint, he could not stop it anymore.

The energy of the Saint's Law has almost reached the limit of the world, but under the pressure of the palm, there is no resistance. You can only watch as the palm squeezes through the seals layer by layer and jumps out to harm the world.

The ethereal vitality is beating, the dark elements are flying, everything seems to be under the oppression of hegemony, and all living creatures are trembling.

The old man from the Sky Tomb stared at the pair of frightening palms, sighed, and a shocking pressure suddenly erupted from his body. At the moment of the explosion, the most mysterious places in the world suddenly cast their gazes.

In the wasteland of Dian City, a figure walked on the ground. The grass on his body was very lush, and the space was spinning strangely around him. Wherever he passed, everything was so smart and cheerful.

He is a monk, and after the wind blows, a heavy breath is left behind. Without a single step, he almost pulls out the turf and squeezes out the vitality of the entire world.

He is a monk with a delicate face, but his eyes are very bright, and he can see the past and the future. He walks slowly without making much sound, but for some reason, there is a heavy breath in the heart of this grassland.

When the old man in the tomb exuded super powerful pressure, the monk raised his head, looked through the sky, and clearly saw the pair of palms. He clasped his hands together and said softly: "The evil destiny of reincarnation. Amitabha."

The figure continued to walk forward until the monk disappeared at the end of the grassland. It seemed very slow, but he left the sight in the third step.

He is a monk, one of the four heavenly kings, the first Buddhist lecturer, supremely powerful, proficient in the three magical powers of the past, present and future, unrivaled by anyone.

The monk is in the west, and in the east, in the primitive deep forest, the drunkard walked out of the simple thatched house and looked in the direction of Yaowang Valley. When the old man of Tiantomb showed his supreme pressure, he suddenly smiled and said: "The way of heaven is impermanent.

Human nature is also impermanent. It is better to drink alcohol than to drink alcohol..."

In the north, there is ice and snow.

A man was sitting cross-legged on the snow, leaving no footprints on it. A snow hare came to the man, moved around a few times, thought it was a stone, and lay down on it, ###.

### In the air, it immediately turned into a popsicle. The snow rabbit jumped up in panic, and then left quickly. The snow melted, and the man opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Xijing City, shook his head, and continued to meditate.

In the central Shenzhou Mountains, where the clouds are deep, Cihang Jingzhai is a land of chaos. Ding Yuluo stood on the mountains, looking at Xijing City in the distance, it was all cold and cold.

A figure of light and shadow appeared, came to the side, and asked: "Have you figured it out?"

Ding Yuluo shook his head.

The figure said: "You went down the mountain twice, but turned back when you reached the bottom. This is the third time. How much time will it take for you to calm down?"

Ding Yuluo said: "No need. I will go down the mountain now."

Ding Yuluo slowly disappeared, like the wind blowing in the mountains, invisible and intangible, but it did exist. The next moment, Ding Yuluo's figure appeared in the mountains...

The figure looked at the sky above Xijing City, without realizing any distance, saw clearly the shadow of the old man in the sky tomb, and turned around to go back.

The owner of Yaowang Valley looked excitedly at the sky where Old Man Tomb erupted with a force that made him tremble. The more so, it meant that the power of divine punishment that Old Man Tomb suffered next was even more powerful.

Boom!

Thunderclouds were rolling in the sky, and I felt the pressure of the Old Man from the Sky Tomb, and felt that I had been challenged. The five-colored thunderclouds were flashing, and the colorful lights were shining, and a natural disaster might come at any time.

The old man Tian Tomb let his breath continue to surge, his face was calm, and there was no trace of displeasure. Instead, his eyes became excited. If he let other people know, they would definitely be shocked.

Faced with the power of divine punishment without fear, and with a vague sense of expectation, such people have been too rare throughout the ages.

In the Sky Tomb, in the Samsara Lake, Madam Zi stood in the middle of the lake, looking at her figure, silent for a long time. The moment the old man in the Sky Tomb showed his unreserved strength, she raised her head and asked doubtfully: "Are you crazy?

"

Madam Zi looked at a girl who was forcibly extracted from the lake of reincarnation. Her face was pale and unconscious. She was the female killer.

Madam Zi glanced at the female killer, and then walked forward. Everything outside had nothing to do with her. What she had to do was very simple, just keep moving forward.

In one step, Madam Zi left the Samsara Lake and reached the fifth floor. There was almost no obstruction. Anything that wanted to block her, whether it was a red-haired spirit corpse or some colorful insects, had no ability to resist in front of it.

The red-haired spirit corpses died one after another, and the colorful insects turned into the purest spirit corpses. Every time Madam Zi took a step, the aura on her body would become stronger, constantly increasing her pressure.

When he reached the tenth floor, he suddenly stopped. There was a simple wooden door in front of him. It looked like it would break into pieces with a slap, but the laws of space flowing above it could not block the strong men in the saint realm from outside.

A ball of purple fire emanated from Mrs. Zi's body and enveloped the two women. The moment she pushed open the wooden door and walked in, she suddenly stopped and turned her head.

Kuai Sword King knelt on the ground, looked at Madam Zi excitedly, and murmured: "Madam, I finally see you..."

Madam Zi said calmly: "How are things going?"

Kuai Sword King said with a trembling voice: "My subordinates did not do well and did not complete the work..."

After secretly glancing at the female assassin on Madam Zi's shoulder, Kuai Sword King felt a huge wave of panic in his heart. One reason was because Madam Zi was about to enter the eleventh floor. That was the most essential distinguishing point of the Sky Tomb, and the existence that everyone wanted to enter.

. He saw two masters with his own eyes and wanted to force his way in, but as soon as he touched the wooden door, his soul was shattered. The second one was why there was an extra girl on Mrs. Zi's shoulders.

Who is this girl?

Madam Zi hummed: "You get along well with the Lord of the Northeast Army. I don't have time to pay attention to you now. If you don't want to explain everything about me before I see you next time, don't show up again..."

Boom!

Madam Zi stepped out in one step, and the purple fire on her body emitted powerful energy, burning the void, piercing through the layers of wooden doors, and walked in.

The heart on the tenth floor shook, making the entire tomb shake. But in Madam Zi's eyes, these were secondary. Because it had more important things to do.



Lei Feng watched the two women turn into smoke and dust. He was extremely shocked and puzzled. There was still anger hidden in his heart. It was extreme trust, but he was helpless and crazy after being abandoned.

He clearly knew that there was something wrong with the two women, but he still stayed with him, feeling that the energy in his body could completely control everything. Even Yaozi and King Yin were killed, let alone the two women.

However, he was completely wrong. In fact, the two most important people at the beginning were Bingxue and Zhuge Yan. They followed Lei Feng and had their own purposes all the time. The moment they entered the ancient building for the first time,

There will be a chance to launch it. If it launches at that time, at least half of the success will be achieved.

But as Lei Feng became more and more powerful, he was almost unable to suppress the origin of the Sky Tomb. In the Land of the First Seal, he forcibly killed Yao Zi, a strong man with a destroyer physique, and even King Yin was killed with one strike.

.

Lei Feng is now a growing Supreme, and will definitely shine in the world in the future, but now is not the time, the right time, the right place, the right people, and everything is not on Lei Feng's side.

When the two women left, Lei Feng would never forget the way the two women looked at him, full of pity and sadness. It was obvious that Lei Feng was buried in the ancient building and he could survive, but the two women chose to self-destruct at the same time. Use

The trajectory of life draws a trace of love.

The bodies of the two women disappeared, leaving only the remaining souls swimming around, vague and blurry. Lei Feng stared at the two women and asked: "Why, why are you so stupid?"

Bingxue shook her head and said: "We have no choice, because this is destined."

Zhuge Yan was more relaxed, sighed and said: "Lei Feng, go out, before it's too late, the old man Tian Tomb is about to die, you can't stay in Xijing City, your life will be in danger. If Tian Tomb

The old man is gone, so the people in the Holy Land have no estimate of how to deal with you."

Lei Feng was horrified and lost his voice: "What do you mean?"

Zhuge Yan looked at the horrified Lei Feng and said quietly: "Don't you feel it yet? All of this is a conspiracy against the old man from the Sky Tomb."

Lei Feng murmured: "Isn't it aimed at me?"

Zhuge Yan smiled and said, "Yeah, it's not aimed at you. Don't be too narcissistic. The Holy Land has spent almost a hundred years of savings, and Yaowang Valley has gambled a thousand years of inheritance. How could it be for you?"

Lei Feng nodded and said sadly: "But you...why?"

Zhuge Yan, on the other hand, was more open-minded and said quietly: "Things were doomed from the beginning, Lei Feng, live well, good people don't necessarily have to be good people, and bad people don't necessarily have to be bad people..."

The two women gradually disappeared, their lives were completely sacrificed, and the evil spirit of the entire ancient heaven was mobilized. Pieces of Tianxuan tablets exploded, exuding a frightening aura.

The Tianxuan Monument, the thing that sealed the five-color coffin, the heart of the God of Hades, cracked at this time.


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